Professor Lex taunts Rocketgirl and her body betrays her

Melissa lay sprawled out across Professor Lex’s desk. Her body had collapsed back and she was laying across the desk, her head resting near one edge with her arms splayed out to either side. Her legs were also spread wide open and hanging off the desk. Looking at the young superheroine, Professor Lex smiled, noticing Rocketgirl’s swollen nipples standing up underneath the shiny silver material of her costume, and his cum leaking out of her pussy and the opening in the crotch of her costume. He could hear Rocketgirl breathing deeply, trying to catch her breath after the pounding he gave her.

Professor Lex walked over next to where Rocketgirl lay and brushed his hand against the side of her torso, feeling the slick material of her costume and the curves of the heroine’s body underneath. He heard the superheroine moan and her body moved slightly as he ran his fingers down her side. “How does it feel Rocketgirl? How does it feel to be fucked and enjoy it?” The professor asked.

“Nooo you monster.” Melissa stammered trying to use her elbows to prop herself up out of the sprawled position and look at Professor Lex. “How could you do this to me you monster? You took advantage of me.” Melissa said angerly.

“Took advantage of you? No no.” Professor Lex laughed, his hand sliding down to Rocketgirl’s silver clad hip and then back up her side. “You were a quite willing participant and seemed to like being fucked.”

Melissa shivered as she felt the older man’s hand sliding back up her body. She pushed herself up so she was now half laying on his desk and closed her legs. As she did though she could feel a squishy feeling from the old man’s sperm still inside her and Melissa closed her eyes for a moment. “What you did was wrong, at the least you should lose your job, you should be thrown in jail for what you did…..”

“My how quickly your mind has changed. Just a few moments ago you were moaning like a slut, letting me fuck you like you were in heat. Maybe I need to refresh your memory.” The professor slid his hand up Rocketgirl’s side and over onto her front, his hand running around and cupping the heroine’s large breast through her costume. As he fondled her close breast he reached for the other and did the same, squeezing Rocketgirl’s breasts and running his fingers over her hard nipples. He could hear Rocketgirl hold her breath and then gasp as his fingers brushed over her nipples and they became even stiffer under her costume. “See, your body is reacting differently than your mind, you enjoy the feeling of having these large sexy missiles of yours played with.” Professor Lex laughed.

“Noo…please…you can’t do this to me.” Melissa moaned. “I am Rocketgirl and I must stop this.” But the heroine couldn’t bring herself to move or to grab Professor Lex’s hands. Instead she simply lay there letting him stroke her mammaries, sending shivers through the young heroine’s body. Melissa tried to think about all that had happened to her since she entered the office, if there was anything that did this to her, that caused her to give in to the evil old man. Did he **** her or gas her? Melissa wondered. She remembered coming into his office and asking about the records. Then he started coming onto her, but was there anything else? Melissa tried to concentrate and block out the pleasure from the Professor’s fingers which were now stroking her nipples, stroking upwards from the base to the tip. Melissa’s nipples strained upwards underneath her costume like the tips of a Rocket waiting to launch.

“I am doing this to you Rocketslut and you seem to be enjoying it.” Professor Lex laughed as his fingers massaged Rocketgirl’s straining nipples. “You seem to be a slut just like I thought.”